Utterly Mad
UMCW => Hanger Bay Omnicron => Topic started by: Siege-Loli on May 05, 2015, 09:44:58 pm
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On board The Exemplar, Admiral McShale was worried ever since he received a message from a research vessel that was en route to the Bernard system. They sent the may-day message within the last week and there could be a number of problems that could happened while in the frontier system. In light of this news, Admiral McShale called upon a rescue team to be sent by a small ship to investigate and save any of the survivors.
He waited patiently in the command center for volunteers for this mission.
(The first mission of UMCW. The feels are real)
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((....*coughs, then in sing songy voice* off to make another character I go, off to write up another biography, another set of traits, oh let's prepare the vodka now*stops sing songy voice* though seriously I doubt a robot gangster would fit well...))
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((....*coughs, then in sing songy voice* off to make another character I go, off to write up another biography, another set of traits, oh let's prepare the vodka now*stops sing songy voice* though seriously I doubt a robot gangster would fit well...))
(It takes all kinds to run the 200,000 man crew of The Exemplar. I'm alright with anyone joining.)
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Miles walked in wearing a white tank top and military issue pants and boots. His empty holster gently tapped against his metal leg through the cloth of his pants and created an almost rythmic sound as he walked. He didn't bother with a salute as he stood in front of the Captain and spoke "Volunteering for the rescue mission."
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Hurtika marches in in full regalia, comes to a halt, clicks heals, and gives traditional Zidian Salute. "REPORTING FOR DUTY. BORED AS HELL DOWN THERE, AND YOU MIGHT NEED NEW BREAKROOM FURNITURE."
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Sato walks into the command room and says "Ssso... I heard that you need sssomeone to help with sssomething..." he says, or really, he hisses.
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Seeing as these three were the only men that had stepped forward, the Admiral realized that he'd have to make due. A group of three would be quiet enough to board the ship undetected and investigate the problem on the distressed research vessel. He cleared his throat before saying, "Alright, this is what needs to happen. I need you three the board the research vessel that had sent a distress signal and find out what the problem is. We're unaware of any hostiles on the ship but be cautious. Head to the hanger and board the shuttle that'll take you to the ship in question. Dismissed."
And with that, he waited for the group of three to head to where they needed to go.
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Miles started walking off and muttered to himself "Dismissed. He ain't my f-uckin' boss and he better figure that out sometime.". He waved his hand in a mock salute as he went towards the exit.
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"SIR, WHERE CAN I REQUISITION ARMS FOR THIS OPERATION?"
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"Yesss... Where shall I get sssome... weaponry?"
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"You'll find supplies on the shuttle. When you return make sure you leave them there." the Admiral said as he sat down in his command chair.
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Sato nods and heads to the shuttle. He fiddles with the straps on his pack because they feel a tad loose and he tightens them. When he makes it to the shuttle he looks around the outside and waits for the others.
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Hurtika marches to the shuttle, and takes his seat. He looks at Sato as if sizing him up for combat.
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Miles took his seat in the shuttle and checked on his integrated blade. He looked around at the others but said nothing.
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Sato heads in the shuttle and takes a seat. "I grew up knowing that it'sss polite to let ssstrangers through a door firssst." he says. "Ssspace hunter Sssato. Your namesss..."
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As the small team entered the shuttle and strapped themselves in, the shuttle lifted and then quietly entered the darkness that is space. On the flight over, the locks disengaged on the five lockers that were inside the shuttle and inside they would find their supplies. For each person there was the standard UTAF MI Infantry armor and the brand new model of the S.I.R. with three replacement batteries for each rifle. As the crew equipped themselves, the internal MFTAS system for each of their helmets calibrated itself to each unique member.
As the shuttle approached the research vessel the first thing that was obvious that something seriously wrong had happened to the ship itself. A large hole is ripped into the starboard side and a large meteor rested inside its space. The shuttle then stopped on the starboard side of the ship and waited for its crew to exit.
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Miles put on the armor and turned off the air filter. "Name's Miles, Fourth District Saint and soon to be out of here." He picked up the rifle and looked it over. "Nice to get a close look at some Human kit, looks solid. Just wish I could have something I'm used to." Looking over at the others he spoke in a jovial tone and said "But hey, I guess it's still point and pull the trigger, so nothing too complicated."
He then picked up the spare batteries and then extended his arm out into the empty air. The integrated blade in his arm shot out to it's full length and he adjusted his armor "I was half expecting the blade to tear through a part of this." He said, then retracted the blade.
With that he walked off of the shuttle and looked around at the ship.
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Sato grabs one of the rifles, he frowns slightly. "I would of rather have a lanssse, but thisss'll do." he grabs and puts on the armor and then he heads out the ship.
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[Done waiting on Peri]
The three of you drift through space for a brief moment before Sato opens an airlock and let's everyone inside. On board the research vessel your suits indicate that on this part of the ship the life support is still working so it's certainly possible that there could be survivors. Everyone also notices the various burns etched into the walls, indicating laser fire had taken place and a possible battle though there are no corpses to be seen.
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"Shi-t this doesn't look good." Miles said walking further into the ship looking for survivors "Anyone here?"
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"This is General Hurtika, anyone present present yourself soon please.
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The only response Hurtika gets is his own voice bouncing off the walls of the seemingly empty vessel accompanied by the sounds of frayed wires sparking and a fire in the distance burning. However things quickly changed as the sounds to those who have combated them before, their WAAAGGHs! betray their nature. Ten Orks appear, charging from around the corner and are heading right towards the rescue team!
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Hirtika drops into a crouch, and opens fire.
"I DO NOT EXPECT THAT THEY ARE HERE FOR TEA, OPEN FIRE!"
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"Let's fry these fuckers!" Miles shouted as he lined up one of the orks in his sights and fired.
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Sati aimed and fired the rifle at one of the Waaagghing orks.